It was an ordinary day at Freddy Fazbear's pizzeria, or so it seemed. A violet Mare waited in a hidden office, with cameras scanning the crowd. The animatronics' violent viruses were wearing down. They weren't enough. But she had a plan. Eyeing her targets, she rushed to put her plan into action. You see, she wanted to keep up her passion and the passion of those alongside her. And she knew exactly how to do it.
Meanwhile, a beige colt walks in, hoping for comfort. He pushed his black hair out of his eyes and eyes an empty table. Just as he thought that he had lost him, a voice rang out.
"Hey, Hazard!" The colt turned around to see a reddish-maroon pegasus stroll up to him.
"Go away, Axle," Hazard said.
"Now what makes you think that I'd do that?" Axle's smile turned sinister. Hazard's blue eyes met Axle's green ones, and stayed there.
"What are you trying to do? Get your talent in doing nothing? Why don't you try racing, like me? Oh, right. No wings!" Axle's cutie mark was a tire screeching on the ground. His talent had nothing to do with flying. But Hazard knew better than to mention it. Axle had been teasing Hazard for his blank flank for so long, that
Hazard now barely listens to the painful words.
Hazard was about to move to another table when Freddy walked by with a cake. Although the animatronics often walked off of the stage to converse with guests, Hazard could clearly tell that this was a pony in a Freddy costume from its stance.
"What the hay is a pony doing in a Freddy costume," he asked.
"I don't know," answered Axle, "Do you want to find out?"
After a few seconds, Hazard understood.
"What?! No! Do you know how much trouble we could get in for that?"
"Come on.." Axle pressured. After a back-and-forth bicker, Axle ended up guiding Hazard to the pony.
As they were walking, the pony inside casted a small "want-it need-it" spell. Her targets were sure to follow her now. All without anyone noticing.
The three continued walking, with a sly grin on Axle's face and a worried look on Hazard's. A violet pegasus filly with wispy, white hair flew up to them.
"What's going on?" She asked.
"A parade," joked Axle.
"Ha, ha," the filly said sarcastically, "If this is a parade, then where's the music?" Hazard got a glimpse at the filly's cutie mark: a speaker with resonating sound waves.
"You like music?" He asked.
"Yeah," the filly replied, "My name's Amplitude."
"Nice name," said Axle, "Say, why don't you join us? We're following that pony."
"Nice. I was intrigued by that costume, for some reason," Amplitude said.
As they continued, Hazard felt uneasy. Something was off about this pony, but he didn't know what.
Meanwhile, a young black unicorn with a frizzed yellow mane eyed the foursome.
"Freddy!" She yelled as she scrambled to catch up. Her older sister, a yellow unicorn with a long, matted, red mane turned to the commotion just as she saw her sister squeezing through the crowds.
"Tesla, stop!" She was trying her best to catch up, but it was hard for her to navigate the crowds. Meanwhile, Tesla caught up with the pony, who was nearing a door.
Hazard eyed the newcomer, and grew more nervous than ever.
"Guys, I'm not so sure about this," he stated.
"Maybe you'll get your cutie mark in being scared," Axle teased back.
"You don't yet have your cutie mark?" Amplitude asked, "Why didn't I notice that before?"
Hazard felt himself blushing just as they went into a hidden room. Just then, the yellow unicorn caught up with them.
"Tesla! Get back here! It's not safe!" She yelled.
"But Mirage! I want to play with Freddy!" Tesla whined. Mirage said nothing, but pushed Tesla out of the room with levitation, just as another aura slammed the doors shut.
There was little light except from a dim light bulb.
Suddenly, there was a flash from within the Freddy suit and the suit suddenly went limp. The pony inside must have teleported out. But to where?
"You shouldn't have followed her," a voice said from the corner of the room. Hazard turned to see a pale cerulean unicorn with gray eyes and a black and white mane. Although everypony else had yet to reach ten years old, this unicorn acted more mature.
Hazard was now terrified. What was going to happen?
The pony who must've been in the suit suddenly reappeared. It was a violet unicorn mare. But the pupils of her eyes were pinpricks. She was clearly insane. Well, to everyone except Axle.
"Oh, I get it. This is some sort of joke."
Hazard couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Are you crazy?! Did you not here that colt?!"
"He must be in on it," replied Amplitude.
Mirage was silent, frozen in fear.
The pale blue unicorn wasn't scared, but he was tense. He knew what was going to happen. He knew, to some degree, what she wanted to do. And he had a plan on how to stop it. Concealing his aura, he focused.
Suddenly, the mare struck. A flash of scarlet light flew across the room, followed by a spray of scarlet blood. Axle screamed, then fell over, not breathing. Amplitude gasped, only to see the light fly at her. Mirage was hit in silence, with her last thoughts being about her sister. Hazard scrambled to avoid the beam, but there was nowhere to run. Just as he was struck, he felt a tingling on his flank, but for less than a second. The gray-eyed unicorn took note of it, completing the psychological scans of each of the victims. Now to save himself.
As he saw the light flying towards him, he set up a weak protection spell. It hurt him, but that was the plan. He needed the mare to think that he was dead. However, the mare then left, waiting until nightfall to complete HER plan.
When nightfall arrived, the mare took the bodies backstage, where she had taken the old suits. Half-opening one eye, the surviving unicorn watched as the mare shoved the bodies into the suits. However, something seemed fishy. All but those four suits were getting scrapped in a few days. Why would she kill five foals when there were four suits. Just as the answer hit him, the mare pulled it out: the Golden Freddy. She had kept it hidden away so that she wouldn't have to scrap it. He saw the red aura form around him, and felt himself being lifted. His heart was pounding, but he wasn't scared. The adrenaline helped him focus, and he started to send it to his horn.
What happened afterwards was the blur of a flash, yet it felt like time slowed. He was suddenly surrounded by darkness and searing pain. He felt the wires cutting into his flesh and his skull struggling to stay intact as he was pressed into the head of the suit. Too late. He knew that the animatronic had sensed his anguish, which was now integrated into its system. But the pony wasn't dead yet. He reacted. He was ready. He suddenly teleported himself out and into a place that he knew was safe. He cast a healing spell on himself, but it wasn't enough. He hurried to the exact room in the unknown building beneath the pizzeria, almost at a full run, despite the fact that he was still barely in one piece.
His front left leg and his back right leg were almost completely shredded. Deep scratches lined his back. The right side of his face was completely skinned. But he finally made it.
He stepped onto the platform and after pressing a few buttons and casting a spell that he developed, he placed himself into a state of suspended animation. He wasn't frozen in ice, but his body acted like it was. His vitals all stopped, but he wasn't dead. He controlled the computers with his mind. He inserted into the computer the scans of the other ponies whose bodies were now possessing playthings. But their minds weren't. Programming, developing, building, he knew that they would have a hard time accepting this, but if he or any of them wanted to see the light of day again, they would need a major upgrade...